Fresh Snow, Fresh Creativity

I love days like today. Cold days when snow falls softly from the sky and leaves a hush over the earth. Wintery days without appointments or responsibilities when I can settle down in front of a window with a hot cup of tea and let my imagination fly off with the glistening flakes. Today isContinue reading “Fresh Snow, Fresh Creativity”

Risking Publication (Maybe)

It was cold and clear when I stepped out onto my deck around midnight last night. The stars were out and I could see my breath in the air. Mount Elden rose as a shadow in the distance; the traffic lights at Fourth Street cycled green-yellow-red green-yellow-red for no one. And somewhere, a Word documentContinue reading “Risking Publication (Maybe)”

Writing Down Snowflakes

The turn up the hill to my house is steep and slick with ice and slush. The truck spins its tires, but it doesn’t have the momentum to make the turn; doesn’t have the friction. It slides backwards and fishtails back and forth before the driver decides to give up and back down the hill.Continue reading “Writing Down Snowflakes”